Chapter 1: Flower Soul: The First Birth (1)

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The universe is vast and infinite. In parallel space, everything has a law.

But the world is not black and white, and gray areas are always more mysterious.

In such a mysterious world, it is divided into three realms.

Hell Alliance, Flower Soul Warrior and Space Realm.

It's not that where there's hell there's heaven, there's none, but the world hasn't been plunged into darkness, it's still in order.

The Hell Alliance is in charge of the Flower Soul Guide, and the Flower Soul Sword is in charge of the Space Realm.

There are various planes in the space world, and the different worlds of immortals, demons, and demons carry countless emotions of life.

The Flower Soul Jian is responsible for sending the host to the space realm, returning to a certain point in time before the death of the original owner, carrying all the emotions of the original owner, and completing the obsession left by the original owner.

Every time you succeed once, you can get the soul of the original owner, so as to collect the Ten Thousand Soul Grave for the Hell Alliance.

Chu Nian is a member of the Flower Soul Guide.

Not every host with the Flower Soul Order has met in the Flower Soul Guide, and everyone enters a different dimensional space, and the emotions they carry are also different.

This is the eighteenth year that Chu Nian has come to the Flower Soul Guide, and she has been here since she can remember, but the Lord Ling has never arranged any mission for her to go to the space realm.

And just an hour ago, just after her eighteenth birthday, the Flower Soul Commander summoned her.

The status of the Lord Commander in the Flower Soul Jian is so high, even if some people have been in the Flower Soul Jian for many years, they have only heard of the name of the Commander, but they have not seen him.

"First thoughts?" Si Ming squinted slightly, looked at the girl in the snow-white sweater in front of him, and said, "Time flies so fast." ”

Chu Nian didn't know why Si Ming felt this way, but this was the first time she had seen this Ling Master who was in charge of the Flower Soul Guide.

The white clothes are blowing in the snow, and it is cold and picturesque.

This was her first impression of him.

"I've seen Lord Ling." Chu Nian bowed and saluted, and his tone was very cautious.

"Do you want to have the Flower Soul Order?" Si Ming's voice was slightly cold, and her narrow eyes looked at her slightly as if she was gurgling.

Chu Nian was silent for a while and said, "Aunt Wei said that the host who got the Flower Soul Order has her mission, and it is also her fate. ”

The management and division of labor in the Flower Soul Jian are very clear, and they are divided into 12 gates, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai as the division of the door system.

The first thought belongs to the Weimen and is taught by the aunt.

"It seems that I didn't discipline you well." Si Ming's voice as cool as water came slowly: "Then I will ask you a few questions next, if you can't answer them, you will be punished." ”

Chu Nian felt like a 'pop' in his heart, and he felt very nervous.

Aunt Wei's status in her mind has always been very high, but now in front of Si Ming, it seems that the aunts of the Twelve Gates are very small.

Are not they, the men of their disciples, humble as dust......

"My Lord, please ask." Chu Ni didn't look up, try to control his breathing, so as not to appear too nervous.

"How many people are there in the Flower Soul Book now?"

Chu Nian was stunned for a moment, thinking that Si Ming would ask some difficult questions, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple question.

"About 30,000 people." She frowned slightly: "I don't know how much." ”

"Hmm." Si Ming nodded his head and continued, "How many hosts have the Flower Soul Order?" ”

Chu Nian's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said, "Five hundred and nineteen." ”

There is a huge round bell in the center of the Flower Soul Jian Hall, and the number of people who have the Flower Soul Order is clearly written on the round bell.

"Good." Si Ming showed a faint smile and said, "From now on, you are the five hundred and twenty hosts. ”

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